: After getting rich, there is no way to deal with water and fire ()

At night.

Lu Bingyin and his wife returned home with a full load.

I bought all the items I didn’t dare to think about before. Even Mrs. Lu bought a piece of green cloth clothes, and the whole family smiled. Especially the girl Ezi, who wore the newly bought pink ayazi skirt and said she refused to change it, as if she was still showing off during the Chinese New Year...

Only the silly boy from Lu Jian squatted in the corner and remained silent, and his fourth uncle's words during the day kept roaring in his head.

Fortunately, this kid has always been so stupid that he can't kick his feet, and no one cares about him.

The supper was unprecedentedly rich, all four dishes were meaty, and a jar of Zishuanggou wine was rarely opened.

Lu Bingyin has never been so happy, and his dark face is about to laugh out loud: "Now our family is rich, it's all due to Brother Li, and I haven't bought anything for you..."

"I don't have any shortage of items, I have food and clothing, isn't that good?" Li Si replied with a smile.

"You can't forget to dig wells when you eat water. If I don't understand this principle, you will be a dog at such age." Lu Bingyin ate several bowls of Guandong roast, and his face turned red. He took out two gold treasures from his waist like a flea, and placed them on the table with a bang: "This is the remaining money for selling zhizi. It's all Brother Li. If you lack anything, just buy something..."

To be honest, Lao Lu's family has never seen much copper coins. This is the first time I saw such a treasure, and my eyes were covered with glitter and I couldn't help but exclaim.

Li Si smiled faintly: "I don't have the means to use money, so let my sister-in-law put it away. I'm very satisfied if I can have food and smoke every day."

No matter how respectful the Lu couple gave in, Li Si just didn't accept the gold. Lu Bingyin laughed: "I am not moved by the wealth. Brothers are indeed much better than my old Lu, so let me ask my wife to take it first. In a few days, I will set you up a few big-timbered main halls, and then think about a good marriage. The rabbit ran all over the mountain and returned to the dark place. It's just that it's not enough to have a home. You should be a home."

"Yes, yes, the daughter of the old Wang family at the east end of the village is good. She is diligent and has a big butt. She is designated to be a fertile person. Tomorrow I will ask someone to propose marriage to my elder brother..." Mrs. Lu is always the most enthusiastic about such things.

Li Si smiled and changed the topic: "Brother Lu is really the God of Mao in the small temple. He has never seen much incense. He only has such a little money and wants to live a comfortable life. If he wants to make a fortune, we should use this money to expand reproduction..."

"What is expansion reproduction?"

Ezi's brainstorm is also flexible, and he guessed according to Li Si's intention: "Did Uncle Fourth say that he should use these gold as capital to plant more grass and zhi?"

"Of course, that's the reason." Li Si touched Ezi's hair and said, "Ezi can even think of things that Ezi can think of, and we should think of, taking advantage of the good weather, we should quickly get more grass gratin. This item grows quickly and handles it as soon as possible. I guess if there are many grass gratins on the market, the price will definitely drop. After all, there will not be many people using this hemostatic medicine."

"No, no, I'm afraid. When I was selling Zhizhi today, I saw an old guest coming from the west. He heard that Li Chuang was carrying hundreds of thousands of ant soldiers and making fun of him. At that time, hundreds of thousands of people were fighting around, and the price of good medicines like Caozhi could rise to the sky..."

Li Chuang, a small figure rising up, finally became a big whale that calls for the wind and rain; the Ming Dynasty, a dynasty with a shaky sun and a shaky mountain in the west, was about to reach its end.

The land of China has performed such stories countless times, and will continue to perform them. Perhaps one brilliant name after another, but it can only leave behind devastation and thousands of bones.

Whether Li Chuang or the Ming Dynasty, their fate was already destined, and Li Si was not very concerned. Although Li Chuang was so happy, he was also a guy who had no knowledge of short life. If it were just like this, Li Si would be willing to live his life in this small mountain village.

But this is the village at the foot of Beijing. After Li Chuang and the Ming Dynasty were silent, the inconspicuous nation in the north would take advantage of the situation. Li Si knew more about what would happen in Yangzhou next.

Since he knew that the village he was in was not far from Beijing, the shadow in Li Si's heart lingered, torturing him like a nightmare, and working hard with tiny strength.

This country can have a surname of Zhu or Li, but it cannot be named Aisin Gioro.

Li Si felt that his blood was starting to heat up.

"Brother, what are you thinking?" Seeing Li Si inexplicably dazed, he thought he was thinking about Caozhi: "Anyway, we are familiar with the grass zhi, so just wait to count the money."

Li Si seemed to remember something and suddenly asked, "Brother Lu was a soldier when he was young?"

"I used to be a archer in the Liaodong army and worked under Xiong Tingbi, and I had seen several tough battles with Jiannu. Later, the old man Xiong was framed by a villain and lost his head, so I found an excuse to run back." Lu Bingyin was a little confused. He looked at the beating lights that could not help but recall the golden swords and iron horses and barbs of the past. After a long time, he slapped the table suddenly: "They are all those bastards who have knives behind their backs. Not only did they say that they were bad, but they also harmed the old man..."

Speaking of the war in Liaodong, Lu Bingyin seemed to be ten years younger: "I have also fought with the old thief chief of Nurhaci. Jiannu's soldiers are really powerful, and I have never been afraid of it. The brothers are all greeting him with real swords and guns... But not many of the brothers survived that year..."

When his father heard his generosity in killing the enemy and making achievements, his son Lu Jian quickly moved a bench to come over. This silly boy talked less, but he liked to hear such heroic stories the most.

Young people have hot blood.

"Damn, Jiazi Yichou Sea is in gold, Bingyin Dingmao Furnace is in fire. I was born in the year of Bingyin. The blind fortune teller said that my fate belongs to fire, and I was destined to be the general who has been in the world, so I joined the army." Seeing that his son came over, Lu Bingyin lost interest and talked about the battles and killings: "I wanted to get a job at the beginning, but when I went there, I was a big-headed soldier. After a few years, I was still a big-headed soldier. Fortunately, I left my life back."

"Dad is destined not to be so rich. If I could join the army..." Lu Jianyou began to dream of his youth.

"You are a bullshit army. I am not rich in my life, and you boy don't have one. Why do you name you Lu Jian? Just because you were born in the year of Gengzi, the earthly branch is like a water life. You are from the year of Gengzi, and it is even more difficult to become a river and river's fate..." Lu Bingyin waved his hand unhappily: "Why are you still blind lamp oil so late? Go back to sleep."

Li Si smiled secretly.

No wonder the father and son rarely talk. It turns out that one is the fire in the furnace and the other is the water in the stream, and water and fire are incompatible.

This family is interesting. I just don’t know what kind of fate I have?

The theory of fate is ultimately illusory. What do you think of these useless things?
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